A story written by Hector, a former student of Mark Douglas, Jr.’s
“I sure hope this works,” said the wizard, as he stepped off the cliff. As the wizard was falling, he said some magic words: “Hokus, pokus, robababa lobus!” and a broom appeared at the wizard’s feet. He said with hope in his voice, “Fly!” But the broom did not fly. It was just there being a broom. The wizard kept trying different commands, but the broom refused to fly. He looked at the ground, which he was about to hit, then he looked at his broom, and he cursed it.
Splat! went the wizard. Then the broom came to life and cleaned up the mess.